Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

I keep scrubbing my kick-ass pedals. Approaching Mr. Maelia. The gaze locks on the road ahead. You must be taking a nap. Interpret it at will and decide to leave Mr. Mairia alone. As she passed by, Ms. Maelia rose up, pulling a string of crackers and making a sound of bread.

"Congratulations!"

"What the hell!?

Lose control and fix the glitchy bike. I feared I would fall. A day that often doesn't work, don't you think? Managed to maintain equilibrium and blast away as it was. Don't deal with Mr. Mayria. Quickly bend the steep curve.